"Hey!" He's grinning, though. "Don't you have to be old to be a cradle robber? I'm not old."

Poe shakes his head, drawing her back along the through the crowd to a small, sleek, transport vehicle with large domed windows over the cockpit. It's the ship they use--used--to make official trips to the Hosnian system and other New Republic strongholds.

No one will care if they take it now. "Here's our ride."